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The next day, an utterly exhausted Aaron lay sprawled inside the carriage returning to Cormyr, his cheeks sunken. He twitched every now and then, looking like a dead dog.
Only at the very last moment yesterday had Aaron realized that Nastya was serious.
She genuinely wanted everyone attending the hot spring bath to witness the most precious moment of her life together. Drow minds worked in strange ways. Unlike Eleanor, who wanted no one intruding on her private world with Aaron, Nastya could hardly wait to show her rivals what she and Aaron were getting up to.
The situation had been utter chaos. Eleanor refused to come, so Nastya and Charlotte joined forces, tied her up, and hauled her over, insisting that she absolutely had to participate. Charlotte excitedly declared that she had been waiting for this day for ages. Yet Aegir, who had been the most eager to participate and had previously suggested to Aaron that he "have a clutch of Dragon Eggs with me," never showed up-Big Dragon had gotten so excited counting money that she fell asleep atop the treasure pile.
Only Aaron's aching spine, stiff shoulders, and numb lower back knew what happened afterward.
Ooh... that hurt!
Aaron lay on the carpet inside the carriage, his face pale. He vaguely remembered enduring a whole series of tag-team bouts before finally facing the defending champion, Nastya. Dark Elf Sister's little electric-motor move had left him capable of nothing but gasping.
Hiss...
Gently rubbing his lower back, Aaron settled into a reclining chair with the maid Kyoka's help. With soft cushions and a firm pillow supporting his body, he began attending to his many affairs.
Right, she had gotten dragged into it last night too.
The maid Kyoka wore only a standard black-and-white maid's dress